Hi.

It's 2019, 6 years after I first published this story and here I am again.

So first off, I had this spark of motivation to go back and reread all my old stories. And I died from the cringe.

And I decided to delete everything and start over.

That's what I did here.

I changed EVERYTHING about this story, save for a few minor things [ with the help of a friend of mine ] I remade my oc into something more fleshed out and detailed.

I also started MTMTE [ so I am HEAVILY motivated ] and I just like robot in general.

I hope you guys like this reboot of "Raised by Robots" now titled, "Flip of a Switch"

Disclaimer: Switch is the only thing I own. Everything else. I don't

Prologue

Fuel tank low. Energon supply needed. Prepare for emergency landing.

There was a flash. She couldn't read it very well, the light from the words blinding. She tried to open her eyes, but the words flashed before her again.

The words were floating in her eyes! It caused her to close them tightly, managing to understand what the words were saying.

Fuel tank low. Energon supply needed. Prepare for emergency landing.

The same message flashed once more. And then another. And another. She grumbled to herself as it continued to blink a nasty red.

She couldn't see anything with the sentence flashing across her vision, so she just let whatever it was do as it pleased. So, help her God. She just wanted it to stop blinking.

She had a thought, and she asked the words to stop blinking. They were coming from her own head, so she should be able to stop it. Right?

The words stopped as she sent the thought, and she gave a sigh in relief, closing her eyes again able to see nothing but darkness.

Before another message flashed, this one white and brighter than the red, causing her to flinch and hit her head against whatever it was she was encased in.

Landing gear initiated.

Well… that couldn't be good.

She closed her eyes again, not able to feel much, save for the bumping that shook the thing she was in. She hit her head against the back of where she was once more, giving a whimper as she banged it hard. She saw stars in her vision, the words flashing as she did, which caused more pain. She released an irritated click and managed to move her head to a groove that made the jolting more bearable.

She felt whatever she was strapped into grow warm and she flinched. It was hot! She wanted to be let out, but she couldn't move her body. She could only lay there blinking and turning her head side to side. The pod, she decided to call it, burned hot before it landed.

Hard.

She felt it bump and rumble and shake, squeaks flying from her mouth as she was jostled worse than before, her eyes blinking different words and sentences in various colors. Most of them bright red. She couldn't read any of them, as she felt her head hit the back of the groove, she had rested it in prior. Flinching, she felt the pod slow in its momentum. She felt the jostling steady before it stopped all together and it lay still.

She blinked hard and looked around, her eyes flicking to all corners, the red words back flashing steadily in front of her vision.

She felt her chest rise and fall as she sucked in breaths of air. She was scared. And she didn't know where she was. She recoiled from where she was held in place as the pod was moved. She squeaked and she heard an exclamation from outside.

A voice. A male one. She watched intently as the top of the pod was squeezed before it popped off and air flooded the space, before bright light followed. She closed her eyes tightly, before she reopened them and came face to face with a pair of bright blue eyes.

She blinked up at them as they blinked down at her before they moved back, and she saw that it was a… a face! She gave a whirr in relief as the face was replaced by a second. The face stared down at her and she stared back, unblinking as it too moved away.

She watched them and heard them converse quietly.

"It's a sparkling."

"I wonder where it came from. Cybertron was destroyed long ago."

"Miracles work in strange ways Optimus."

She listened to this conversation before the pod was opened further and a large, metallic hand reached in. She lay there as it wrapped around her body and – rather gently – lifted her from the confinement of the pod.

She shivered at the cold air around her before the hand enclosed around her and she relaxed, warm again. Still, she took note, she couldn't move at all, save for her head and ears. She felt them from the top of her head, better now they she had when she was in the pod.

They rotated and flicked, taking in the sounds around her. Her nose quivered as she smelled everything that was coming her way and she blinked, fully adjusting to the new light that flooded to her through the cracks in the hand.

The palm opened and she stared up into the face of the robot in front of her. It tilted its head down when it stared at her, and she felt her own head tilt the same direction.

The one holding her laughed, a rich, deep male one that made her feel content with herself, "It likes you, Ironhide."

"It's just staring at me." The one who was watching her, Ironhide she took note silently, said his nose scrunched as he peered down at her. She felt her ears flick forward and she scrunched her nose back up at him.

This time he snorted and stood straight, leaning away from her, "It's mocking me."

"It's doing what a Sparkling does. Mimicking. Move aside Ironhide, let me see it." An accented male's voice said next and she was suddenly peering into a pair of light blue eyes, the lime color on his face distracting her as she was laid out on the palm of the biggest robot.

He leaned down and she watched a red light appear and start at her head and move down her body. Still unable to move she gave a click and he nodded.

"Its energy levels are low. It hasn't been fed in a while. Not good for a newborn." He concluded gently, reaching a finger down to touch her. She cooed and wiggled her ears.

"A newborn you said?" The one holding her, Optimus she thought he was called but she wasn't sure, asked seeming perplexed.

"Yes. It isn't very old, maybe a two or so months, much too young to be away from its creator. Which is incredibly strange." He responded, before looking to his companion, Ironhide she remembered, "it likes you the best. Hold it for me. Its body is very weak and I'm going to put it into stasis until we're back at base, that way it doesn't stress itself out too much."

"I've never…" "It's extremely easy, just hold it in your palm and when you transform down, secure it in your seats." He seemed amused as Ironhide's hesitancy.

But he sighed anyway, "of course Ratchet." He didn't seem happy but that was okay, she gave him a coo as she was passed over to him. He stared at her, his eyes narrowing, and she felt herself copy his expression.

This caused the lime one, Ratchet, to laugh, "It really likes you. This is perfect." He chuckled before he moved away. Optimus looked down at her and she felt her ears perk up causing him to rumble in short laughter.

"Its very expressive, isn't it?" He commented.

"Extremely so. Its probably incredibly intelligent, but we won't know for sure until it's older." Ratchet said moving back into her field of view. He had something in his hand, a syringe. She frowned, her little brow furrowing, and her eyes changed color. The vibrant blue gave way to a magnificent red, causing Ratchet to stop and stare.

All three of them, in fact, stared down at her before he moved the syringe away. Almost immediately her eyes went back to their bright blue color and she resumed her happy cooing, going back to staring at Ironhide.

"How peculiar, I'll have to check that out more once I'm back at my station." Ratchet mumbled before he came back with the syringe, watching her eyes change red, "You're alright little one. This won't hurt. You'll take a nap until we're back home, and we can get you all checked up." He said before he pushed the needle int her neck.

The little bot squealed, before her eyes filled with tears and she began to cry. Loudly. She cried, her voice box pitching and the sounds she gave off were horrible. She cried and cried before Ironhide ran a thumb down her stomach to soothe her. Almost instinctively.

Her cries slowed down and she started to sniffle and hiccup as the tears stopped. She opened her mouth wide and gave a large yawn, feeling her eyes get droopy. Her ears folded in, the last two pieces still out.

"Consider me impressed. Now, get it settled in and we'll head back." Ratchet said before he disappeared. Optimus did the same.

"Are we going to keep calling it, 'it'." Ironhide asked as he transformed down. She was settled in his truck bed, her body laid flat as her eyes getting heavier by the moment.

"I'll check if it's a Mech or Femme once its eaten and settled. For now, make sure its comfortable." Ratchet ordered. Ironhide sighed and agreed to do so before they started their engines.

The little bot's eyes grew too heavy for them to stay open and one last message flashed in her vision before that too faded as it blinked in time with her breathing.

System shutdown initiated.

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If you'd like to re-comment, feel free to! I enjoyed reading them early on and I look forward to your guys' input on the reboot! It's still going to follow the movieverse, but I'm going to change a few things up!

Thanks again for reading!

- Nuke